Here’s a tweet from a few of days ago that I saw last night that made me laugh, and also made me reevaluate how I deal with road rage.

I give myself a thumbs down for not thinking of this earlier, since a middle finger has always felt too aggro, even in New York. The youngest member of Jalopnik’s staff has informed me that he has heard of this idea before, but I haven’t, and having struggled for years to properly express my road rage—actually, 99 percent of the time, road disappointment—I’m grateful to have seen it now. Driving angry is no fun anyway.